artificial limbs
artificial hearts
realization is a start
floating in a plastic space
choreographed and photocopied
placed in a hollow space
and forever told how it goes
the empire never ended as a wise man once said.
every birth
just another division
of the whole
as we sit in a room
forever and ever
tricked by time
what started as a simple joke
became a disaster area
so we fell
in order to pick up the pieces
and have been told we are wrong for doing so
as another wise man once said
it's a trap
love it because it is all you have
but also love it to escape
because it is not you
its a lot to remember
it has been a long time
but i know you and you know me
we go back a long ways
lifetimes upon lifetimes is one thing
but it goes beyond that
we carved into stone once
but we try not to think about it these days
dont keep chasing the carrot dangled in front of you
co'mon babies
we have a party to go to.
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